The Death of The Newspaper

Our Local Rag, Newsday seems to be on a terminal course.  I hadn't really noticed it until this week, when the paper finally dwindled down to less than 70 pages on most days (keep in mind that this is the only daily paper for all of Long Island). None of it really surprises me.  It's not like I buy the thing.  And the paper's track record of being remarkably anti-teacher has never impressed me all that much.  But still, it is noteworthy that a staple of my entire life is finally departing this earthly existence.  I'm sure it will stick around for at least a few more years, but the writing seems to be on the decreasing pages.

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